#rooks edit was lazy sorry y’all

[thesunshineriptide]

I think an overblot Sebek would be interesting to see! Or maybe an overblot Rook?

This is honestly gonna end up going into crack territory so I’m so sorry to all of y’all. Also i will continue making edits because they’re fun! Anyway they’re kinda short but please enjoy

Cw// racism (against beastmen), body horror-ish, body dysmorphia, psychological distress, physical violence, overblots

Overblot Sebek

The faithful retainer of the faerie prince, fallen from grace? What an interesting thought.

Sebek has never been one well liked among the school, nor his kind. As a half faerie, he learned to be hated and to hate himself in turn. He verbally abused the students around him, condescendingly telling them, “not bad, for a human…”

The beckoning, too good to be true, and the promise given by a powerful faerie rung around his head for too long. He shunned it, at first, as nobody could be so powerful as what they’d claimed.

He pushed off the thought for weeks, focusing harder on his studies. Perhaps, if he were…

The faerie returned to him later, offering him a potion in an emerald green bottle.

Sebek drank it down. He screamed as he shed his human half, leaving him as a full fledged faerie. He thought this would make him feel better, make him feel more worthy. Make him better.

He found that his new form only served to scare others away. He didn’t feel the same, but he didn’t feel more powerful. Simply…less himself. It was nearly a month of this adjustment before he went to Malleus and Lilia, begging them to help undo it.

“I can’t undo a boon granted, Sebek. I’m sorry.”

This was a punishment, wasn’t it? He didn’t understand. Malleus is powerful, insanely so. Sebek was loyal, wasn’t he? He only ever wanted to help, he did this because he wanted to be better, to be able to protect someone. Humans were weak, having a half human guard made him weak, didn’t it?

Sebek sobbed, begging Malleus, asking what he had done wrong.

He became so overwhelmed, so distressed, felt so abandoned, that he overblotted.

His overblot form was more reptilian than he had been before. His teeth were even sharper, his eyes narrower. He looked more like a beastman than a faerie, but acted like neither. He simply acted like a wild animal, snapping at those around him.

He didn’t mean to. He didn’t want to be this way, but he had made a terrible mistake.

It didn’t take much to end the battle and return him to his (new) normal. After a lot of coaxing and encouraging, Lilia and Malleus found ways to help with his new adjustment. Malleus hadn’t lied when he said he couldn’t reverse it - the spell, he physically could not break, though it was also against faerie law to do so.

Sebek got better. He learned to be himself, even if he looked different. He took potions to help with any urges he didn’t know what to do with, he took careful care of his appearance to help with body dysmophia. Overall, he recovered, even if life looked a little different now.

Overblot Rook

Rook is a little difficult to imagine overblotting, isn’t he? I mean, he’s a rather happy guy who finds the beauty in everything. His signature spell he admits isn’t super powerful or even strong. So what on earth could cause him to overblot?

For me, I think it could be one of two things. Someone is completely intent on ruining every piece of joy he can find, irritating him to the point of actually managing to get him violent, or something magical is influencing his behavior

A new student appeared in Pomefiore, a sulking, sad type much better suited for Ignihyde. He was constantly around, lurking at corners. Everything Rook said, every praise he gave freely, was contradicted by this…this plebeian.

The blatant disrespect for the artistry and beauty of the world! The insults to his interest, the constant berating of those trying their finest to improve, it’s simply diabolical in Rook’s eyes.

What starts as annoyance begins to amp up the more this person harasses him, poking at any ‘weakness’ and being honestly just…awful.

“Beastmen seem so dirty and gross. The sunset savannah sounds dry, and underdeveloped. I feel bad for the people there that Leona’s their prince, he barely qualifies as a student”

Rook is seeing red before he can think, honestly. He’s got this student pinned down, kneeling on the center of their back. His fingers dig in painfully to the crook of their neck, and his teeth almost look like fangs right now.

“Say it again.” He hisses into their ear, causing the student to start shaking in fear.

The shadow of a huntsman leers behind Rook’s crouched form. One of its arms is a hunting knife, the other carries the heart of a pig that pumps with each moment.

He’s not terrifying in terms of magic, but his ability to run, hunt, hide, and attack is unparalleled. He’s fast, he’s strong, and he’s incredibly dangerous to anyone that fucks with him.

He has no issue taking out his classmates, though he doesn’t do anything to permanently cause pain. A free broken legs, a few people chained to a wall to keep them out of the way, a close eye on anyone who could take him out easily and a quick ensnaring of his prey leaves the pool of people who can fix this very slim.

It’s the teachers, and specifically Vargas, that have to step in and end this. Rook never took much mind to the coach, but that was a mistake on his part. Coach has him knocked out in roughly five minutes of a fight and is already carrying him to the infirmary.

Rook will honestly never make up with the student that made him overblot. He will, however, apologize to his classmates when he’s recovered because now people flinch away from him.

Also the student that pissed him off transferred to a different school